"You asked me to come here today, is it because you want to ask about An Ning?"

Su Wen took a sip of coffee and leaned back relaxedly on the soft linen cushion.

With the introduction of her grandmother Cai Wenshu, Lu Ranran contacted Su Wen, a professor in the Chinese Department who had supervised An Ning's graduation thesis.

Su Wen majored in drama theory. He was in his fifties, with his graying hair neatly combed back, wearing thick-framed tortoise-shell glasses, and his clothes were very particular.

Lu Ranran nodded and said with a smile:

"I heard from grandma that you supervised mom's graduation thesis..."

"That's right, your mother... after all these years, I can still remember how it felt when I first read her work."

When talking about this, Su Wen's tone was filled with nostalgia and regret.

"That talent, that brilliance, even you now can hardly compare to it."

People who study theory and criticism usually do not engage in creative work themselves, but they claim to have extremely high aesthetic tastes and standards for art.

Lu Ranran was not angry, but just followed the topic and said self-deprecatingly:

"I just write casually to make a living. You know, the film and television industry... Oh, I won't say more!"

"But I'm curious, what topics did my mother write about back then?"

Su Wen recalled it carefully.

"I remember Anning was particularly fond of Ibsen. I think she imitated him and wrote a lot of things... Why are you asking this now?"

Lu Ranran said sincerely:

"I'm sorry to hear that. I was sorting through my mother's belongings recently, but I didn't find any of her drafts among them."

"Everyone thinks she is the 'world's best screenwriter', but now I don't see many of her works. I'm a little curious."

Speaking of this, Su Wen snorted coldly, seeming to be very dissatisfied with the title of "genius screenwriter".

"At the time, I was very dissatisfied with An Ning's participation in film festivals. Her work was not well-polished and her mentality was not right, but she was eager to become famous."

"Look at the result...Alas!"

Su Wen let out a long sigh.

"An Ning, she became famous at a young age and has to bear too much expectation."

"For creators, too much expectation means limited expression, and An Ning is no exception."

"Later, she also... Oh! I won't tell you about it!"

Lu Ranran asked anxiously:

"Professor Su, I really want to know what happened before my mother died..."

But Su Wen had a very secretive expression on his face and was unwilling to say anything else.

Finally, under Lu Ranran's "emotional offensive", Su Wen reluctantly revealed a sentence:

"An Ning seemed to have hit a creative bottleneck at the time..."

"At that time, she often came to talk to me, and her words seemed to express jealousy and dissatisfaction with other people's creations - alas! It's all in the past!"

As he spoke, Su Wen looked as if he was "concealing the name of the dead" and was unwilling to say anything more even if he died.

However, what he didn't get from Su Wen, he did get from An Ning's former classmate and roommate.

An Ning had three roommates back then. With the help of Cai Wenshu's relationship, Lu Ranran quickly contacted two of them.

The remaining one...

It’s Chu Yue.

It was a pleasant surprise.

The other two people had good attitudes when they received Lu Ranran's call.

Perhaps it is because they all have their own children now, and when they see Lu Ranran, the "orphan" still "looking for her mother", they can't help but feel a little pity for her.

Because neither of them was in South City, the three of them agreed to meet online at a certain time.

After the video was connected, two faces appeared next to Lu Ranran's avatar.

One had neat short haircut like Changhong, with a shrewd look in his eyes. The other was fat and generous, with small features and black eyes on his round face, and he was holding a big fat orange in his arms.

The one with short hair is named Zhao Ruo, and she took the civil service exam in her hometown after graduation. The one with a round face has a cute name, Maoqiu, and she got married shortly after graduation and is now a housewife.

When the two people on the screen saw Lu Ranran, they all said in unison:

"It's so similar."

But after realizing this, both of them shut their mouths awkwardly and did not greet each other.

Lu Ranran curled her lips politely and said obediently:

"Thank you two aunts for agreeing to my request."

"Then I won't waste your time and will get straight to the point."

"I heard from Professor Su that after Mom won the Best Screenplay Award, she seemed to have hit a creative bottleneck?"

"I wonder if the two aunts know about this?"

An Ning was a junior in college when she won the Best Screenplay award.

Maoqiu stroked the orange cat and rolled his eyes as if he was recalling something.

Zhao Ruo just recalled it for a moment, then nodded to Lu Ranran, "You mean when you were about to graduate from your junior year?"

"I remember that she was very happy for a while after winning the Best Screenplay award, but not long after, she suddenly became unhappy for no apparent reason."

"She was just about to start writing her graduation thesis, and we thought she was scolded by Professor Su..."

"Being scolded?!" Lu Ranran frowned.

Speaking of this, Maoqiu clapped her hands in sudden realization, scaring the orange cat so much that he jumped off her lap.

"Oh! I remember it too! Chu Yue comforted her for a long time, and was even more considerate than An Ning's rich second-generation boyfriend at the time!"

Lu Ranran raised her eyebrows, and probably knew who this rich second-generation boyfriend was...

The ball of fur seemed to have opened its mouth and began to chatter away.

"Oh my, An Ning was our school beauty at that time, she was pretty and talented, and her boyfriend was a rich second-generation man. We were all so jealous!"

"It was rumored that Chu Yue also liked that rich second generation, right—"

Zhao Ruo coughed twice, interrupting Mao Qiu's words.

"It's been so long, we don't remember much..."

"But Chu Yue and An Ning have a good relationship. Have you asked Chu Yue?"

"I asked," Lu Ranran smiled, "Aunt Chu said that thanks to my mother's help, she should also pay more attention to her."

"Yes," Maoqiu continued, "Chu Yue is also a beautiful girl in our class. She has a very good temper and is also our class monitor."

"Unlike An Ning, who can be quite sarcastic sometimes—"

"Hairball!" Zhao Ruo interrupted her again.

Maoqiu realized that he had said something wrong, and quickly tried to make amends:

"Hey, look at my mouth, I am so good at scolding my daughter-in-law."

"Now that I think about it, I was young back then, so it's normal for An Ning to be a little hot-tempered."

"Now I remember that An Ning had a bad temper after winning the award. She seemed to have had a quarrel with Chu Yue. I think it was because Chu Yue kept getting close to her boyfriend..."

Maoqiu chattered on and on for a long time about the gossip she had guessed.

During this period, Zhao Ruo stabbed Lu Ranran privately.

"Ran Ran, your mother has passed away, so we shouldn't say anything more."

"But since you asked, you are Ranran's child, we shouldn't hide anything."

"At that time, An Ning and Chu Yue quarreled not because of her boyfriend, but because Chu Yue accused An Ning of plagiarizing her work."

"They even went to Professor Su to make a scene about this. I heard that..."

"Professor Su suppressed this matter in order to protect An Ning."

In other words, An Ning did plagiarize Chu Yue, but Professor Su suppressed all the news for the sake of his student's future.

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